[Reverse wear] Marry Guimu Guima

I'm probably obsessed.

Otherwise, how could I be easily captured by a person, or how could I do the thing of crying in the arms of a stranger, especially when I was watched by many people on the bus, and my face was crying...

I have no face to face anyone, help me, let me die! ! !

"Your juice is almost down."

With my head resting on my arms, I sat up straight when I heard the words. The juice in hand was still on the table without moving, and there was no sign of pouring it.

How did I lose my head?After the bus arrived at the station, I didn't go to the job fair to find a job. Instead, I went to a shop with him and sat drinking juice.

The outside world is so dangerous, I'd better go back and stay in my little world.

"Where's the nearest bank here?"

"Outside, there is one not far from this store." I took a sip of juice and asked him, "What bank do you want to go to?"

"Well." He thought for a while, "The nearest one, I need to exchange the coins on my body into the RMB you use." This opportunity was redeemed, looking at her.

Not knowing what he was thinking, I nodded, "Okay." After drinking the juice, I'll take him there.

"I'm not in a hurry." He continued, "Let's start a formal blind date next."

"Blind date?" I almost choked on the juice, and so on, the topic went a little far, "Who are you on a blind date with?" No wonder I'm so sensitive, I'm really nervous about being harassed by blind dates, blind date partners, and family members recently Allergic, almost collapsed.

"You and me - blind date." He calmly said the words that were about to blow me up.

When I heard the word "blind date", I felt displeased and wanted to blow my hair. When he said it was him, I lost my anger and said, "You can do whatever you want." I slumped on the table lazily.

He didn't know where he took out a piece of white paper and put it in front of him. Since I was sitting face to face with him, and there was still a distance between me and him, I couldn't clearly see what was written on the paper at his hand. What?

"It usually starts with self-introduction." He asked himself and answered.

"Really." I replied, "I am...um, Leng Bingchen? Um, Leng Bingchen."

"Don't test me, I know everything about you, everything." He squinted at me, "That's not what you said in your introduction." He tapped his fingers on the paper at hand, "However, this time Never mind."

Feeling inexplicably coerced, my lazy attitude changed, and I couldn't help becoming more serious. Well, I admit that I was not serious about going on a blind date with him.

"I'm Guimu Guima. You know how to write my name. I'm 23 years old."

"...I understand." How could I not know how to write the words "Gui Mu Gui Ma", you know, I also wrote a fan novel of God, okay~ but 23 years old or something?Is the difference in age the origin of the change between him and Guimu Guima in the impression?

"I was in another dimension before, and here I have nothing to worry about. Wherever you like to live, you can buy a house in the future. I brought all my salary over there, and I can afford it... dowry, yes Let’s put it this way.” He tried his best to read the word dowry.

I rubbed my nose, not knowing how to make an excuse. He spoke in a serious manner, and his Mandarin was quite standard. If he didn't know his identity, no one would know that he came from another dimension and was a foreigner.Seeing how serious he is, I don't want to continue to be so lazy.

"Do you mind if my relatives come to join us this afternoon?" I said to his serious eyes, words that I regretted as soon as I said them.

"I don't mind." The corners of his lips curled up.

I:"……"

I met the legendary built-in filter, the source of the filter is my eyes, no matter how I look at him, I think he is super handsome, and he is about to compare with my Two-dimensional male god, what should I do?Am I in love with him?Or is it that I am going to become an idiot? I think he is good everywhere.

No, the direction of my efforts is the high-cold goddess, the soft and cute girl, and the black and sick girl. I don't want to lighten the idiot | Chinese attributes.

This so-called pre-blind date conversation quickly ended in my trance.After drinking the juice, I accompanied him to the bank, and when we got there, my only role was to sit by and wait for him, and he took care of the rest by himself.I have to say, this made me feel good about him a little bit.If he asked me to handle it, I, who had never done it before, would definitely be stunned.

"Where is the fun here?" He walked out of the bank's gate and asked me back.

I thought about it, "We have a small place here, and there is nothing very interesting. If we want to say, there are only two parks, but the distance is a bit long, and it takes more than one or two hours to go back and forth."

"Then don't go."

"Huh?" His answer was beyond my expectation, isn't it usually like let's go now?

He seemed to understand my heart, and explained: "You are motion sick."

Me: "..." Good answer, good reason, so strong, so strong that I have nothing to say.

"I'm fine if you want to go." My tone couldn't help but weaken.

"Next time, let's drive together next time." He rubbed my head, "Go to the nearest place to play, the place you like, the library doesn't matter."

This guy is really -- I don't know how to put it.

What should I do if my favorability towards him is growing uncontrollably?If things go on like this, if the favorability exceeds the standard, I will really like him, not because he resembles Guimu Guima, the god.Now except for his appearance, I don't treat him as my god at all.

Help, I want to live alone, come and save me, let me be a single dog.

In the end, I went to play with him, saying that I was going to play with him, but in fact, I just took him to the underground shopping mall for shopping.I originally planned to go to the job fair or something, but I forgot all about it. Anyway, the one with the most signboards at the job fair is sales or something, so it’s okay to miss it once.

I have thought about whether to call my cousin who lives near here. I was just about to make a call, but then I realized that even if today is Saturday, my cousin is still at work. I am afraid she only has time at night, and at night, I will I'm going home.

There are quite a few people selling things in the underground shopping mall, most of them are clothes buyers. I was afraid that he might be bored, and I wanted to take him to other places to play, but I couldn't think of where to go, so I had to go shopping first.

"Is it a bit boring, or I'm looking for it." I can always find a place to play, I said to him embarrassedly.

"No." He replied very simply, "Going shopping depends on who you are shopping with. As long as it is you, I will be very happy even if I just sit and do nothing."

This man! ! !I lowered my head to cover my hot cheeks, did he come back from Italy?It is said that Italian men are very good at speaking nice words.Raise your hand, I want to report him, he always teases me~

"Hehe..." He laughed in a low voice, the soles of my feet were numb from the laughter, and I could hardly stand up.

Shopping is not my forte, and chatting with you is not my forte. I try to avoid these things as much as possible. I don’t feel troublesome when I spend time with him. Every minute and every second is very relaxing and I can continue Have fun getting along.

"Did you bring any clothes when you came?"

"Well, no. I just bought them together this time."

"Alright. What do you like?"

"White."

My eyes lit up, "Is a white shirt okay?" My beloved white shirt, he should be able to wear it, I looked up at him carefully.His skin is not the yellow skin of the boys I usually see, nor is it dark and dark, but his complexion is very healthy and energetic, just like his fingers.

He would look great in a plain white shirt and I can't wait for him to try it on.

"As you wish, I like whatever you like."

Originally, I just passed by the store where I saw clothes. Now I am full of energy and can't wait to see him change into my favorite white shirt.

Personally, I have a bit of paranoid obsessive-compulsive disorder. I like white shirts, which are pure white. In my fantasy or dream, the person I like will definitely wear a nice white shirt, put his hands in his pockets, and stand where he is smile at me.Maybe it's because I watched too many campus love stories when I was a loli, but when I grew up, this deep-rooted fantasy about the person I liked became a kind of paranoid obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, the boys around me, I have never met a person who can wear my beloved white shirt very beautifully, they are more likely to wear gray, black and other colors, my white shirt is thus discarded.In fact, this is also good, because I have never encountered it before, so I will not see my fantasy shattered on people who are ugly.

I walked through several stores, and I was a little frustrated. Many stores selling men's clothes had shirts, but they didn't have the one I loved. There were more stripes and patterns. The pure white I wanted was never available. Appears, is it going to die before it even started?

My depression is too obvious, he can easily see it, "I can't find it this time, next time, I will wear it for you to see." He patted my head and comforted me.

White shirt, mine... I am extremely depressed. If the fantasy had never come true, I wouldn't be so depressed. Now that people have it but they don't have props, how can we not disappoint people?

It was the campus novel I read during the loli period. At that time, the characters of the Iceberg Prince and the gentle male lead were popular. At that time, I couldn’t tell the good from the bad. I was at the age of fantasy, and there were few other novels around me except this kind of novel. type of existence.

The author has something to say:

Shame playing~ I realized that I didn’t name the protagonist after writing it…

It's not easy to put the name of the little angel who left a message, so I can only do it myself.